Oh, this is lovely -- all the more so for Remus' resistance and uncertainty, and Sirius' non-uncertainty about the two of them in spite of everything else.
Oh merciful heavens . . . this is bloody fantastic.
So many lines I loved . . .
-- Sirius looked up from his bread again, watching every twist of the spoon, and Remus tried not to break inside. --
-- his eyes moved up, and he watched the photograph for a long moment. “I’ve missed you.” --
-- They were dry, scratchy, and breathed memories into Remus’s mouth when he opened his lips in response. Remus remembered the softness of 17 year old skin, the scent of closeness, little whispers in his ear, furtive glances and “Stop someone’s coming,” and “isn’t that the point?” --
And perhaps what I loved most of all is that while the romantic in me wishes their reunion could be free of problems and complications, I know it would be like this. And somehow it's so much better for the fear and reluctance and desperation between them both.
Yesterday, before the fics were revealed, I was thinking of you and wondering which was yours, because I remembered your flailings about having to write about cock. :) (It was on my mind because I'm trying to write my own first fic about sex, because I write dialogue well already and I'm never really going to get better at writing if I don't do something outside my comfort zone, right? And writing about sex is about as far out of my comfort zone as it's possible for me to get. /allaboutme).
SO -- my point being . . . I loved this already (clearly), have read it more than once, and now that i realize this was the flailing cock story (and what a visual that is, ladies and gentlemen) . . . I'm speechless all over again. Because damn, it's fantastic. And when things are fantastic it's worth saying more than once.
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So many lines I loved . . .
-- Sirius looked up from his bread again, watching every twist of the spoon, and Remus tried not to break inside. --
-- his eyes moved up, and he watched the photograph for a long moment. “I’ve missed you.” --
-- They were dry, scratchy, and breathed memories into Remus’s mouth when he opened his lips in response. Remus remembered the softness of 17 year old skin, the scent of closeness, little whispers in his ear, furtive glances and “Stop someone’s coming,” and “isn’t that the point?” --
And perhaps what I loved most of all is that while the romantic in me wishes their reunion could be free of problems and complications, I know it would be like this. And somehow it's so much better for the fear and reluctance and desperation between them both.
I ache. Just beautiful.
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SO -- my point being . . . I loved this already (clearly), have read it more than once, and now that i realize this was the flailing cock story (and what a visual that is, ladies and gentlemen) . . . I'm speechless all over again. Because damn, it's fantastic. And when things are fantastic it's worth saying more than once.
And, um, that's all :)
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But seriously, I am speechless again, myself. I have no idea what to say because just, wow. Thank you so much. Uh, twice.
Seriously, though. Seriously.
(Writing about sex = O_O
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eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
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I particularly like how their love holds in there over the years. You kept that alive so well.
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“...I hate that I don’t know this scar.”
Because it's not in Sirius' nature to let go, ever, but Remus has lived way to long to keep holding onto the past. Wonderful characterization.
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